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petty_dabblerFawn had given John the pass code so he could come inside without Fawn needing to be there to give permission. And so, naturally, John took advantage of it. He had his feet up, watching a video, when he heard the door.
"I brought some beer, love. And some chocolate. Come see, this is the newest bit of your sho-" he said, slowly turning to look at Fawn.
But it wasn't Fawn.
John sat bolt upright and scrambled to his feet.
"Fin," he said, his throat tight.
"I brought some beer, love. And some chocolate. Come see, this is the newest bit of your sho-" he said, slowly turning to look at Fawn.
But it wasn't Fawn.
John sat bolt upright and scrambled to his feet.
"Fin," he said, his throat tight.
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Date: 2021-07-21 01:54 am (UTC)"What do you care?" Fin asked, pulling away as though just realizing how close they were.
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Date: 2021-07-21 01:57 am (UTC)"Because I know fate when I see it, mate," he said, remaining perfectly still.
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Date: 2021-07-21 02:07 am (UTC)Fin shook his head.
"Fawn will be home soon, you ought to go wait for him."
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Date: 2021-07-21 02:13 am (UTC)John hesitated, but then nodded.
"I'll leave you to it then," he said. Impulsively, John took his hand and gave him a gentle squeeze. "Maybe it'll all be better tomorrow."
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Date: 2021-07-21 02:15 am (UTC)Fin looked down at John's hand.
"Perhaps. Goodnight, John."
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Date: 2021-07-21 02:24 am (UTC)John gave one more nod and walked back to the sofa and the video and the lone, last beer.
What are your intentions with Fawn, Johnny boy?
Fucked if I know, Chas, he thought. Fucked if I know.